[Hook]It’s comin’ clear I’ve noticedIt’s a different face you’re shown’It’s another “welcome back”I don’t imagine it could be this way, so jealousOnly you can tell it, tell me whyOnly you can tell it…Only you can say…Only you can tell it…Only you can say…Only you can tell it…Only you can say…Tell me why…

[Verse 1: Pusha T]Two sides, what the game’ll doBring money, fame to youStackin’ mine, nigga, ‘ye highStandin’ on it like a pedestalCouldn’t imagine no better viewFrom the pool house you see four carsBad bitches, they skinny dippin’Mix college bitches with porn starsDisconnected my OnStar, no GPS these, VVSLorraine Schwartz on speed dial, went ocular, that’s CBSAston Martin, DBS, James Bond cool as James ToddBest nigga to make hits and run base since A-RodHands dirty like Exxon, I’m grindin’ nigga, you J-KwonMy Diors is distressed, CDG vest with Jays onBloggers get your trace on, 500 horses race onCoke ties, that coke dries, it’s cemented, it’s baked onThat’s based on, the life of a nigga who ain’t said nothin’Trunk tight, trunk white, can’t relate if you ain’t bled nothin’Now that they said somethin’Don’t make me have to dead nothin’You askin’ me to tell you why, you niggas never had nothin’

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[Verse 2: Wale]Somethin’ y’all wouldn’t understandCheckLook, what’s good?Folarin back, the hardest out, I put us on the mapMy eyes low, I keep 5 bros, so my THC be makin’ sound effectsWe ain’t hatin’, cause we ain’t y’allToo much Ciroc, you CB462, black on black, see my vehicle is like me, akbarShoutout to Norfolk, kids from Portland, my hoes from PortsmouthY’all lookin’ down? If a brick was round you might need a forkliftCan’t fuck with us cause me and my niggas rideThat’s right – what up Pusha T? It’s DMV for lifeSepsenahki, I beg your pardonRespiratory full of a nest of of MarleyFreeze somethin’ for an after party, and Balenciaga fill arenas twice‘TIl these motherfuckers get me thoughIceberg, shorty, ma’fuck your Disney storeAnd remove your words, G, Double-O D, MMG, we goodGot Zamunda furs, don’t know ’bout King, but Pusha’s semi coldMy nigga Jeezy, OVA, I hope you hear these flowsBehind them walls, stealin’ our thoughts, the city know